It
seems the downward sales figure kicks in during the second month of the year; despite the Chinese New Year month. The following month could be expected another round of reduction; instead/not even a maintain to second month or rebound.
Before
I forget; let me just note this down.
On the return flight. It wasn't a boring lonely journey at all. Was much fun actually.
Uncle insisted to send me off to airport, oh well. There I went.
Oh did I mentioned yet. Spent half a day visiting the airport few days even before my return journey. Reason being; to get me familiarised with the airport. Uh. Like seriously. Anyhow was much fun I'd say. Cause if we never did. Never could we spotted the nice view from atop of the open car park space. Thanks to Shi Yi. Suggested to go up, to the top of the car park. Hoping for a nice view. And yes indeed. It was supposed to be. But not exactly for that particular day. Was it very much gloomy. Reminds me of the You Period Kay Period. Not so much of a scene for photo. Regardless. I'd say it would have been great. Could be one of casual travellers spot. Reasonaby recommended.
Ouh very much have I drifted.
Where was I.
Oh yes. Dropped me off at the airport and off I go. Queued for decouments check. Was quiet a bit of queue. But doesn't feel as much daunting. Saw rather a small private incident whereby the airport staff sort of insist that the queuing passenger to queue in another lane since he insisted that them haven't gotten themselves check-in. Having unable to show him the actuall printed broading pass. Personally was such a waste of me own paper if each time; boarding passes which I printed on my own is always being replaced at the document check counter. Shall I not bother printinng it out upon check-in though.
Unorganised and unfocused thoughts this is.
What I was about to type is the incident I had at the boarding gate. A lady approaches some other passengers; as I unwillingly seen from the edge of my eye. Many of which declined. As it was sooner than I thought she approaches me. Those of the few declines had me thinking; must it be something unpleasant. I did buckle up my mind for a bit. Little to my surprise. She was conducting a survey; representing the Australian Government Tourism Board or some sort. I was really cautious of myself. Agreeing a little by little and not entirely. For that; ended up I suppose more than an hour of answering questions after questions. Honestly, their question is way much much specific and wheee too detail I'd say. Is that even necessary. Anyhow it doesn't matter. What matter most is that I pretty much enjoyed the whole survey or questionaire thingy. Chit chat about the recent city incident. Which she did acknowledge that and insisted it never or hardly ever happened before. And of course many other good points.sSeaking about how much I've spend. Discussed about how much free stuff to do in the city. Me telling her that bicycle rental could be as cheap as only three dollar. With specific terms and condition of course. Melbourne Bike Share that is. Expressing my concern on the public transport vandalism; metro trains to be exact. Which somehow such vandalism creates a feeling of insecurity. Feeling of not being safe traveling in the city. Which is also one of the options of what are the cons or my concern when traveling to the city as a tourist. And also, also, brief discussion about guns ownership and guns law in Australia. Since to my surprise; because of my first-time visit, a little surprise to find a couple of gun shooting incidences be it in Melbourne or Sydney. Last but not least important note. She ended the whole session with a set of five bookmark as a token of appreciation for my participation. Yeh I know. At least something; a small gesture makes me day! Despite the fact that it ain't cost any in terms of monetary but it sure does for my personal intrinsic? value!
What the heck did I type so much. Ain't nobody; myself included gonna read this ever again.
On the return flight. It wasn't a boring lonely journey at all. Was much fun actually.
Uncle insisted to send me off to airport, oh well. There I went.
Oh did I mentioned yet. Spent half a day visiting the airport few days even before my return journey. Reason being; to get me familiarised with the airport. Uh. Like seriously. Anyhow was much fun I'd say. Cause if we never did. Never could we spotted the nice view from atop of the open car park space. Thanks to Shi Yi. Suggested to go up, to the top of the car park. Hoping for a nice view. And yes indeed. It was supposed to be. But not exactly for that particular day. Was it very much gloomy. Reminds me of the You Period Kay Period. Not so much of a scene for photo. Regardless. I'd say it would have been great. Could be one of casual travellers spot. Reasonaby recommended.
Ouh very much have I drifted.
Where was I.
Oh yes. Dropped me off at the airport and off I go. Queued for decouments check. Was quiet a bit of queue. But doesn't feel as much daunting. Saw rather a small private incident whereby the airport staff sort of insist that the queuing passenger to queue in another lane since he insisted that them haven't gotten themselves check-in. Having unable to show him the actuall printed broading pass. Personally was such a waste of me own paper if each time; boarding passes which I printed on my own is always being replaced at the document check counter. Shall I not bother printinng it out upon check-in though.
Unorganised and unfocused thoughts this is.
What I was about to type is the incident I had at the boarding gate. A lady approaches some other passengers; as I unwillingly seen from the edge of my eye. Many of which declined. As it was sooner than I thought she approaches me. Those of the few declines had me thinking; must it be something unpleasant. I did buckle up my mind for a bit. Little to my surprise. She was conducting a survey; representing the Australian Government Tourism Board or some sort. I was really cautious of myself. Agreeing a little by little and not entirely. For that; ended up I suppose more than an hour of answering questions after questions. Honestly, their question is way much much specific and wheee too detail I'd say. Is that even necessary. Anyhow it doesn't matter. What matter most is that I pretty much enjoyed the whole survey or questionaire thingy. Chit chat about the recent city incident. Which she did acknowledge that and insisted it never or hardly ever happened before. And of course many other good points.sSeaking about how much I've spend. Discussed about how much free stuff to do in the city. Me telling her that bicycle rental could be as cheap as only three dollar. With specific terms and condition of course. Melbourne Bike Share that is. Expressing my concern on the public transport vandalism; metro trains to be exact. Which somehow such vandalism creates a feeling of insecurity. Feeling of not being safe traveling in the city. Which is also one of the options of what are the cons or my concern when traveling to the city as a tourist. And also, also, brief discussion about guns ownership and guns law in Australia. Since to my surprise; because of my first-time visit, a little surprise to find a couple of gun shooting incidences be it in Melbourne or Sydney. Last but not least important note. She ended the whole session with a set of five bookmark as a token of appreciation for my participation. Yeh I know. At least something; a small gesture makes me day! Despite the fact that it ain't cost any in terms of monetary but it sure does for my personal intrinsic? value!
What the heck did I type so much. Ain't nobody; myself included gonna read this ever again.
For
the second (as far as I clearly remembered) or third time. Hooman only and only. contact you just cause they're getting married and desperately 'wanting' you to attend their once in a lifetime (perhaps) money making opportunity. I might as well do that if I were to, ever. Ah well. Perhaps I myself ain't done much difference. Might as well excuse it out politely. Who am I right. Think about it seriously. I ain't got any circle of friends with whoever that is. The past was never close to begin with. So there is no continuation in the first place. Seriously. What are they thinking about, even. Chances are I will be left alone sitting with hoomans that ain't done much contact with. And pretty much alone. Waiting time and food to pass. Point-less. Might as well I cook my own and eat me own in me room. Same shit. And the former doesn't make me any better anyhow.
*
Been that once. Donated. Shall I make it a pass. That once was giving it a go on hoping to meet, greet and perhaps connect for continuation. Which obviously never worked out. Shall I stop or keep trying. Stop trying might sound negatively. However reasonly that is. Would say I am adapting. Adapting to the environment. Challenging myself to be less relationship-ed. Now that's something or no? Pessimistic is the term then. Could hardly make up a stand sometimes, really. Point is; its just me, myself and me. Doesn't make much difference to them and the rest; with a less of me. So don't even think about giving a hating response by excusing. Cause that is near absolute not applicable. Perhaps yes, for me. Only if it worked out. And that's definitely a risk of absolute no guaratee with very low probability even. Shall I even take the risk. Risk of perhaps a high amount. In spite of the social norms.
*
On the one recent encounter. Was surprise when first got contacted. Which lasted for about two seconds. Even before I proceed to reply. I knew that was coming. And there it went. Questions after questions of obtaining my location information. Duh.
*
Whatever that is. Will decide by then. Whatever that is. Such is life. Ha-ha.
*
Been that once. Donated. Shall I make it a pass. That once was giving it a go on hoping to meet, greet and perhaps connect for continuation. Which obviously never worked out. Shall I stop or keep trying. Stop trying might sound negatively. However reasonly that is. Would say I am adapting. Adapting to the environment. Challenging myself to be less relationship-ed. Now that's something or no? Pessimistic is the term then. Could hardly make up a stand sometimes, really. Point is; its just me, myself and me. Doesn't make much difference to them and the rest; with a less of me. So don't even think about giving a hating response by excusing. Cause that is near absolute not applicable. Perhaps yes, for me. Only if it worked out. And that's definitely a risk of absolute no guaratee with very low probability even. Shall I even take the risk. Risk of perhaps a high amount. In spite of the social norms.
*
On the one recent encounter. Was surprise when first got contacted. Which lasted for about two seconds. Even before I proceed to reply. I knew that was coming. And there it went. Questions after questions of obtaining my location information. Duh.
*
Whatever that is. Will decide by then. Whatever that is. Such is life. Ha-ha.
Gotta
try to write as much as possible. Happy moments shall I not forgo. Was incredibly hot. Hardly been so. It is near thirty degree Celsius. According to Google. Been extremely hot for the past few months in fact. Even before I left.
So there.
Right before I continue with the land under. Met bunch of them. Segregated in three groups. By each three meals. The first was proven I have not since communicate in spoken language to live human being in ages. Sentences and words of spoken were distorted. Even so nervous and anxious on the next session. It got better towards the end however. Pretty much was not still in the state of mind in the reality during the first half of the day. More than so. I let it out loud on the last session. Perhaps of the very minimal number of hooman that is. Oh shall I complain on the other side.
Anyhow.
The very first impression I get when I first got off the air port. Cold; windy; rather breezy; warm sun. Very much like so back in English Land. Ah the most important factor. Dry air.
(Alright. Pause here)
So there.
Right before I continue with the land under. Met bunch of them. Segregated in three groups. By each three meals. The first was proven I have not since communicate in spoken language to live human being in ages. Sentences and words of spoken were distorted. Even so nervous and anxious on the next session. It got better towards the end however. Pretty much was not still in the state of mind in the reality during the first half of the day. More than so. I let it out loud on the last session. Perhaps of the very minimal number of hooman that is. Oh shall I complain on the other side.
Anyhow.
The very first impression I get when I first got off the air port. Cold; windy; rather breezy; warm sun. Very much like so back in English Land. Ah the most important factor. Dry air.
(Alright. Pause here)
First
time landed one of the famous southern hemisphere country; claimed to have the largest, biggest of this and that. Yes as a matter of fact. There isn't a large number of huge country for them to compete with however. Ha-ha.
I suppose I'm gonna make it less chronological. Point form.
Just that I have the urge to write. I lose it now. Urgh.
Ok go on.
Stopover in the capital for about twelve hours. Met those familiar faces. Dropped.
Talked much. Talked less. Talked awkward.
Got it very much planned with a slight glitch. Took the free bus to KLCC instead. Now that I know. free bus available servicing KLCC via Bukit Bintang.
Talked much again. Let it out loud. Was some relief.
On the way to the air port for connecting flight. Shower planned abandoned. Regardless it was all nicely timed. With very minimal (almost none) pathetically-alone waiting time. Changed in the fully covered toilet. For the first time ever, did tooth brushing and face washing in the public toilet. Hesitant at first. Unsure why having the feeling it would be a total embarrassment; thinking it might be disallowed. Excitedly. Note to self. The Airline never weight backpacker style of carry-in luggage. Hope it'll be the same in the future, far future included.
Boarded. Excitedly. Did I mentioned that I never purchase to choose any specific seat but was randomly allocated to an aisle seat? Plus, by the time I got in, there's an ang-moh next to me in the middle seat I reckoned. But he moved to the window seat soon before take off. All in all, it was a spacious ride!
(typing interrupted; urgh not sure if I could continue)
(typing resumed. After a third quarter of the day)
The journey took nearly eight hours. The Ang-mo sitting an empty seat next to me was a big sized one. No offense. Plain description. During which a couple of times he sort of solving my puzzle game on my mobile. That is exactly peeping on my mobile game.
I realised it wasn't an exactly comfortable journey. Reasonably Okay I would say. Might not be a long sound sleep but rather lots of short naps. And oh, the awkwardness when I had my in-flight meal while the Ang-mo hasn't.
I remembered how beautiful the scene was; during the last an hour or two of the flight. It was early sunrise morning by then. Seeing the rays of sunrise (whatever number of) feet or meter above ground is magnificent. This reminds me of the days, where I suppose I have had this experience when flying between the Kuala Lumpur-London route. I believe most, if not some flights I took landing about the sunrise moments.
Getting off the airport wasn't entirely a troublesome ones. Perhaps mainly due to my occupied mind. Figuring out whether to this or to that. Electronic passport clearing was a breeze for me. For the second time it was. Failed for the first time. Probably because I smiled or shut my eye during the face recognition section. Pretty impressed. That got me thinking; interesting. Now that I compare; the Malaysian passport/immigration clearance on my return journey was on thumbprint method as opposed to Australian face recognition method. Ah well. Seems complicated to decide which is better or more at risk of being imitated for unlawful purpose.
I must say it all went pretty well; not until the "items declaring" section. The queue is unbelieving long. Then again. It wasn't thaaat bad after all. Despite the fact that the immigration personnel are all reasonably efficient. The queue did move considerably quick. When selected for needing to unpack and disclosed your belongings whether or not you have declared items specified; the procedure is somewhat similar to those grocery stores check-out tills. With the officer wearing a hand gloves inspecting each and every items unpacked. Me being the not so "lucky" ones; been instructed to go straight to the exit points (not needed to be inspected) despite I had declared of bringing in possibly restricted food items.
And the rest is history. That is it for now. I shall; maybe continue again when I have had the urge and moment to further this typing.
I suppose I'm gonna make it less chronological. Point form.
Just that I have the urge to write. I lose it now. Urgh.
Ok go on.
Stopover in the capital for about twelve hours. Met those familiar faces. Dropped.
Talked much. Talked less. Talked awkward.
Got it very much planned with a slight glitch. Took the free bus to KLCC instead. Now that I know. free bus available servicing KLCC via Bukit Bintang.
Talked much again. Let it out loud. Was some relief.
On the way to the air port for connecting flight. Shower planned abandoned. Regardless it was all nicely timed. With very minimal (almost none) pathetically-alone waiting time. Changed in the fully covered toilet. For the first time ever, did tooth brushing and face washing in the public toilet. Hesitant at first. Unsure why having the feeling it would be a total embarrassment; thinking it might be disallowed. Excitedly. Note to self. The Airline never weight backpacker style of carry-in luggage. Hope it'll be the same in the future, far future included.
Boarded. Excitedly. Did I mentioned that I never purchase to choose any specific seat but was randomly allocated to an aisle seat? Plus, by the time I got in, there's an ang-moh next to me in the middle seat I reckoned. But he moved to the window seat soon before take off. All in all, it was a spacious ride!
(typing interrupted; urgh not sure if I could continue)
(typing resumed. After a third quarter of the day)
The journey took nearly eight hours. The Ang-mo sitting an empty seat next to me was a big sized one. No offense. Plain description. During which a couple of times he sort of solving my puzzle game on my mobile. That is exactly peeping on my mobile game.
I realised it wasn't an exactly comfortable journey. Reasonably Okay I would say. Might not be a long sound sleep but rather lots of short naps. And oh, the awkwardness when I had my in-flight meal while the Ang-mo hasn't.
I remembered how beautiful the scene was; during the last an hour or two of the flight. It was early sunrise morning by then. Seeing the rays of sunrise (whatever number of) feet or meter above ground is magnificent. This reminds me of the days, where I suppose I have had this experience when flying between the Kuala Lumpur-London route. I believe most, if not some flights I took landing about the sunrise moments.
Getting off the airport wasn't entirely a troublesome ones. Perhaps mainly due to my occupied mind. Figuring out whether to this or to that. Electronic passport clearing was a breeze for me. For the second time it was. Failed for the first time. Probably because I smiled or shut my eye during the face recognition section. Pretty impressed. That got me thinking; interesting. Now that I compare; the Malaysian passport/immigration clearance on my return journey was on thumbprint method as opposed to Australian face recognition method. Ah well. Seems complicated to decide which is better or more at risk of being imitated for unlawful purpose.
I must say it all went pretty well; not until the "items declaring" section. The queue is unbelieving long. Then again. It wasn't thaaat bad after all. Despite the fact that the immigration personnel are all reasonably efficient. The queue did move considerably quick. When selected for needing to unpack and disclosed your belongings whether or not you have declared items specified; the procedure is somewhat similar to those grocery stores check-out tills. With the officer wearing a hand gloves inspecting each and every items unpacked. Me being the not so "lucky" ones; been instructed to go straight to the exit points (not needed to be inspected) despite I had declared of bringing in possibly restricted food items.
And the rest is history. That is it for now. I shall; maybe continue again when I have had the urge and moment to further this typing.
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